[Comprehensive Classics] Traveled all over Europe to demolish CP

Chapter23 The real Mr. Rochester appears!

Jane left the family that protected her, left the circle that bound her and protected her at the same time, and faced the cruelest, most dangerous and real world directly with the body and mind of a young girl with no social experience.

Many years later, Jane—she had long since given up her name at that time—had to admit that it was her most reckless and stupid decision to leave rashly without the ability to protect herself.

Regret?

Regret, of course regret.

Hao Duan Duan abandoned the well-off family with no worries about food and clothing, and faced the most sinister reality with slender fingers embroidered and knitted, and young and innocent blue eyes and red lips.Looking back, it is almost unimaginable that she has suffered so much and suffered so much, and survived without missing a few parts.

No regrets, of course no regrets.

While obtaining some things, people need to give up other things in exchange.This world is always conserved. Since you have chosen a distant place, you have chosen to leave as soon as you say it, you have to bear the risk and price of freedom, and bear the long road ahead with no support and a bumpy future.Even if she has to rely on inertia to move forward, she must go on the road.

If the master of time travel asked her to do it all over again, would she repeat the choices she had made, whether to be a lady with due diligence, or to save up enough capital to make plans... Even she couldn't tell.

After all, the brain, made up of more than 100 billion neurons, is so complex and changeable that the ideas it generates are at the heart of philosophers' lifelong research.People often can't figure out their true thoughts and intentions. To the messy obsessions, entanglements and thoughts in their minds, Jane can only sigh and say, "You annoying little goblin!"

Many years later, when she recalled this history of blood and tears that seemed to be separated from her life, she was displaced, and she forcibly polished herself into a female man, and she really understood the meaning of travel.

Since then, her horizons have been broadened.

Since then, she has realized that "time travel" is by no means a golden finger. No matter whether she knows a piece of history or not, the most important thing in being in the history is basic necessities of life, and predicting the history in advance cannot bring help.

Since then, wherever she goes, she will not only see the bright surface, but also see the darkness behind the bright, and at the same time, she will not deny the light because of the existence of shadows.

Ladies and wives will only see the high-sounding wine and meat of wealthy families, but she can see that the road is frozen to death.

People at the bottom can only see the extravagance of the upper class, but she can see the rot and emptiness, greed and squalor, exploitation and oppression beneath the luxury.

When others saw the pyramids, she saw the civilians and slaves who built their mausoleums brick by stone, saw the power and magic of power, and saw the infinite expansion of greed.

Others see Notre Dame de Paris, the symphony of stones, Quasimodo and Esmeralda, but she sees the God who dominates everything—interests—from the struggle between religion and capital.

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This is a kind of smile that blossoms and bears fruit from the blood and tears of pain. It is a kind of experience and growth after countless setbacks and sufferings.

The Baozi who would rather swallow his anger and give in because he didn't want to conflict with others has changed. The change happens in every injury, every shock, and every awakening.

Her eyes are no longer gentle, kind, and pitiful, and her sky-blue eyes have become confident and proud——I have come through such miserable and miserable days, what hurdles do I have to overcome, old lady?

If the history of blood and tears in the past two years is unfolded, it is enough to make another novel——

"The Birth of a Man Woman".

After "Pride and Prejudice" was published, her butcher knife waved to "Jane Eyre".I read this story many years ago. I read the Chinese version, and I almost forgot all the names of people and places. Fortunately, I still remember the development and plot of the story.

After the Chinese-English translation of "Jane Eyre" was published, her life in the next few years was finally guaranteed, and the uncertain fate ahead became increasingly clear—Jane decided to find a lighter job and write novels while working.It is a good choice to be a tutor in a big family.

Although it is still very possible to run into old perverts and little perverts... She made up her mind to try her luck for the last time.

Two weeks after the ad ran, Jane received a letter.

Lancashire, Thornfield near Manchester, the old lady of Fairfax, the seven-year-old little girl who barely speaks English... The combination of these words looks familiar.

She read it over and over again for a long time, clenched her fists, and finally decided to give herself another chance—at least the old lady and little Lolita wouldn't harbor ill intentions towards her.

Blessed by the God of time travel, don't send a nephew to visit again!It's enough for a man who finds a beautiful woman who is helpless and covets her to make up her mind!

Jane spent an hour unpacking the box—it was not the same one she had brought from Longbourne two years earlier.The thick stack of letters was treasured and stuffed into her clothes. This was the only connection she had with her family for two years.

Last year, Elizabeth married Mr. Bingley, and they lived in Netherfield for a year, then moved to London (probably unable to withstand Mrs. Bennet's gracious visits), and lived the leisurely and tasteful life Elizabeth had dreamed of. Life.

Lydia is married to Danny - a soy sauce who is responsible for eliciting an important role in "Pride and Prejudice", a low-ranking officer stationed in Meryton.

As a young and beautiful vase lacking brains, education and a large dowry, only low-ranking officers with little source of income are willing to marry her.

Katie is also married.She married a plantation owner, and the couple set foot on the hot land of the New World after their honeymoon, working hand in hand... No, the husband and wife started their lives as speculators and adventurers.

Only Mary was left at home with her mother.Although she gave up the idea of ​​getting married, she didn't feel discouraged. Instead, she was happy to finally be able to devote all her energy to her favorite book.She became more and more nerdy, and her bookishness became more and more serious. In the day after day, she became a philosopher who published books and commented.

"As for Mr. Darcy..." Elizabeth wrote in a cheerful and joking tone, "just like you most desire, Mr. Darcy has also started a 'go and go trip'! Either he was infected by you, Or can't get over you, and want to meet you again on a purposeless trip! The most incomprehensible thing - this is what dear Charlie told me - Mr. Darcy has started to laugh! Think Come to think of it, dear Jane, it's almost scarier than mother pretending to be dark!"

Jane also smiled in cooperation.

Whether he forgets his love or never forgets it, learns to behave in the world, or remains cool, handsome and domineering... These are all Mr. Darcy's own affairs, and have nothing to do with her anymore.

Although these two years of miserable life at the bottom made her more mature and tactful, Jane never gave up her original ideal: one day, she would find a gentle and good man to be with her for the rest of her life.

If she can't find it, she will never settle for it.

After silently blessing Mr. Fitzwilliam Passer-by Darcy sincerely, Jane embarked on a new journey again.

Her luggage was very little, a hat, gloves, a comb, and two or three dresses.The boxes are already bundled and labeled.In half an hour, I will be carrying the suitcase and boarding the train bound for Manchester.

Once again, it's a walk-and-go trip.Jane wore the thick gloves she woven herself, and there was a trace of apprehension and expectation in the calmness of her heart.

If nothing else, this career as a tutor will become her rest period.After a year and a half, she will make a comeback, come out of the arena again, and continue to embark on the long road of unknown fortune and misfortune.

Because the road was there, she couldn't convince herself to stop.

The weather in October was already very gloomy and cold. After sleeping on the train for more than ten hours, Jane finally arrived in Manchester, a famous industrial city.

Looking around, it seems like a lifetime away.There are chimneys, carriages and workers coming and going everywhere, and she can even feel the fierce beating pulse of the city, and the breathless rhythm makes her heart beat faster.

Jane looked at the people coming and going, and found that Manchester people were dressed in a very fashionable way—men no longer wore leggings, but let loose trousers cover their feet; women's hats were not as tight as Jane was used to. The shape of a shell clasped tightly on the head, the brim of the hat is obviously widened a lot.Even the skirts are no longer tube skirts like maternity dresses, the skirts have become fluffy and wide, and everything is developing towards the style of the Victorian era.

Sure enough, it is an exciting industrial city, and even fashion is booming.

Jane came to the George Hotel, took off her cloak, sat down generously, and sent the waiter to inquire about the news.She stretched her legs comfortably, and looked at the people in the lobby of the hotel with interest.

The man at the next table attracted the most of her attention. .

He was obviously born in the upper class, and he had a strong figure with a broad chest wrapped in expensive clothes and well-fitting tailoring.The man's swarthy face, stern face, bushy brows, sullen and sullen look made him look more to be admired than the fastidious and haughty Mr. Darcy.

Jane originally thought that Mr. Darcy was already a representative of facial paralysis, but she didn't expect that there is someone beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. There is someone who can add anger, gloomy and melancholy factors to a serious and unsmiling face, and perfectly blend them into a pretty face. , and make that face so that people can't look directly at it... Europe is really a blessed place where there are a lot of wonderful flowers.

When this gentleman proposed to Jane to buy her a drink with an insulted and damaged expression...

The soft stuffing inside Jane's increasingly hard bun skin shivered with trepidation.

After cringing for a while, mustering up the courage that "you have to be thick-skinned if you are in society", she nodded with a smile.

What is the skin, the one that is caught in the hand and eaten in the mouth is truly stunning.

Jane Buns is getting thicker and thicker. Bennet has attached the label of "rich and rich and taken advantage of" to this gentleman's high, stern forehead.

After a cup of brandy with mineral water was eaten, the blood circulation accelerated, and the cold body became hot.

This glass of wine became a new milestone on her road to being a woman.Since then, Jane has embarked on a new journey.

"It's a pity that it's not summer, sir, otherwise brandy with ice cubes would definitely be a great treat." Jane smiled and motioned for another glass.

The gloomy and melancholy gentleman was shocked by her behavior of not taking advantage enough. He frowned a little bit like a hill, and told the waiter, "Give this lady another brandy and half of the soda."

"Help me warm up again, thank you." Jane smiled like a flower, her eyes were blue like phosphorous fire, and the dim and cold hall was lit up.

There was a crack in the dark and gloomy iceberg face.

He had never seen such a strange young girl with such strange manners!I have never seen such an unreserved lady! --Though her cloak and skirt and shoes were worn, he saw at a glance that she was a well-bred lady.

"Do as she bids," said the gentleman, who could hardly contain his melancholy grimness, looking neither at the waiter nor at her.